"I er, I didn't mean it quite like that? More, here I feel safe, the books are, protective?" Jane wasn't sure he'd understand, but she couldn't explain it any better.
"Plus it's normally nice and quiet, I don't think enough people use it for it to be noisy or busy in here." It made a good place to hide out that wasn't in her apartment in other words. She'd packed up a lot of things this morning, moved her furniture off the walls and painted the apartment a nice light lemony-buttery yellow. The smell was what had driven her out.